Slime (feat. Jacob Walsh)
Dedicated to slime
All you self-righteous swine
All the piety, irony
Look at you shine
Time to dehumanize
A fake savior that's white and got a Marxist hard-on raging tonight
She gripes:
"I'm not a person
We are a movement
There's too many bootlickers in my city
So we turn 'em out, or else we burn 'em down
We got these pigs turned chickenshit and back to clowns
Our town"
Now, pull it to the fringe
Slide left
Oh, collectivism from the feds
Slime, bleggh
There's a mountain, and a molehill, and a means to an end
Let's murder our friends as we pray for their sins
If Christ were alive, he would crucify them
And as God as our witness, let judgment commence
Cast off heretics onto ships that sink
Ransack the schoolhouse and police precinct
Castrate the heathens who dare not to think individualism is fucking extinct
Overzealotry will fertilize our trees
Underwhelmed atheistic Jesus freaks
No one will question our belief
You will be slime
Bet when I come up for air
You will just never be there
Even if you do not care
Evil will never be fair
Even if you are prepared
Let me just humbly declare
I am the purge that you thought was absurd but the word is you're woke and aware
Killing the stairs
Villain beware
Vagabond Capricorn heir
So glamorous
Magnanimous
An adequate fanatic animus
The casket that popped itself open that Lucifer blessed with a curse & an omen to torment the tourists of misguided morals
Ejaculate into the void
Now, pull it to the fringe
Slide right
Oh, a new fascism on the trend
Slime, ayyck
Oh my God, it's tempting to just fall into the muck, become one
Our redemption is a "Hollywoo" construct
Genuflect and respect the text our prophets brought to light
You'll find you'll grow to like this hive mind
When you are slime
Oh, what beautiful irony: dying as we're awakening
All you self-righteous swine
All the piety, irony
Look at you shine
Time to dehumanize
A fake savior that's white and got a Marxist hard-on raging tonight
She gripes:
"I'm not a person
We are a movement
There's too many bootlickers in my city
So we turn 'em out, or else we burn 'em down
We got these pigs turned chickenshit and back to clowns
Our town"
Now, pull it to the fringe
Slide left
Oh, collectivism from the feds
Slime, bleggh
There's a mountain, and a molehill, and a means to an end
Let's murder our friends as we pray for their sins
If Christ were alive, he would crucify them
And as God as our witness, let judgment commence
Cast off heretics onto ships that sink
Ransack the schoolhouse and police precinct
Castrate the heathens who dare not to think individualism is fucking extinct
Overzealotry will fertilize our trees
Underwhelmed atheistic Jesus freaks
No one will question our belief
You will be slime
Bet when I come up for air
You will just never be there
Even if you do not care
Evil will never be fair
Even if you are prepared
Let me just humbly declare
I am the purge that you thought was absurd but the word is you're woke and aware
Killing the stairs
Villain beware
Vagabond Capricorn heir
So glamorous
Magnanimous
An adequate fanatic animus
The casket that popped itself open that Lucifer blessed with a curse & an omen to torment the tourists of misguided morals
Ejaculate into the void
Now, pull it to the fringe
Slide right
Oh, a new fascism on the trend
Slime, ayyck
Oh my God, it's tempting to just fall into the muck, become one
Our redemption is a "Hollywoo" construct
Genuflect and respect the text our prophets brought to light
You'll find you'll grow to like this hive mind
When you are slime
Oh, what beautiful irony: dying as we're awakening
Credits
Writer(s): Colter Raines
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